On the second day after returning from Bincheng, Qiu Yu found that Qiu Weixue had a problem looking at him, and he always wanted to speak and stopped, and he called "brother" several times, but he didn't say the second half.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day that he sat in the office and received the letter courier that Song Chengdai received himself, and Qiu Yu realized the words hidden in Qiu Weixue's gourd.

Because Qiu Weixue actually saw the handwritten letter written to him by Luan Jing'er earlier than him.

"Mr. Qiu, I'm very sorry. Yesterday when I was helping you pick up the parcel, I met Miss Xue who also picked it up, she snatched the courier and got it...... This thing. Song Cheng handed over the courier to Qiu Yu's desk and immediately admitted his mistake.

Although it was not his fault, after all, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Song Cheng was really under too much pressure other than special assistance.

However, to Song Cheng's surprise, this time Qiu Yu did not hold him accountable, but only sent him out with a faint hum.

Waiting for Song Cheng to go out, Qiu Yu stopped what he was doing and opened the express bag.

I don't know if Luan Jing'er bought the envelope and stationery with its own fragrance, or if she used the envelope and stationery to incense herself, Qiu Yugang took out the envelope with a faint fragrance.

The smell is not strong, just like a garden after rain, with some slight moisture and moisture, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, wisps of water gushing into the nasal cavity, and the smell is very relaxing.

After tasting the fragrance for a while, Qiu Yu carefully and carefully cut open the envelope with a knife, and reverently took out the thin letter paper inside to the believers.

The background color of the letter paper that Luan Jing'er bought is blue, and it is covered with dots of bronzing, which looks like a restrained look.

Qiu Yu's eyes swept over the entire letter paper, first admiring Luan Jing'er's aesthetics, and then hooking the corners of his lips to appreciate Luan Jing'er's words.

"Dear QL99999, see the words as you go, Zhan Xinjia!"

Seeing the first line of Luan Jing'er's "dear" to everyone out of politeness, Qiu Yu didn't realize that everyone's "dear" meant the same thing, and the "dear" here must have a deeper meaning than others.

After satisfying himself, Qiu Yu continued to read the letter backwards.

Because he has only been paying attention to Luan Jing'er for a short time, he can't compare to a long-time old book fan like Qiu Weixue, and the ID has been dangling in front of Luan Jing'er's eyes I don't know how many times, so Luan Jing'er will write to them more or less with some "stalks" that only they understand each other. And here with him, Luan Jing'er had to start by saying very honestly, "We are not familiar with it now."

But it doesn't matter, we are getting familiar with it in real life, and it will be slow and long in the online world. Qiu Yu replied to Luan Jing'er's words in his heart.

Looking down again, Qiu Yu saw Luan Jing'er talk about the familiar process of his ID on Weibo and Book City in the past half a month.

"In my opinion, we met at the right time. At this time, my writing is becoming more and more mature, and I can output more and better works for you; And you're a new friend of mine in my seventh year of writing. Speaking of fate, on the day I entered the seventh year of online literary writing, you were the first person to leave me a message, so I cherish this hard-won fate. ”

It turned out that the message on a whim that day actually caught up with the seventh anniversary of Luan Jing'er's writing.

In an instant, Qiu Yu remembered what he knew on the plane to Anseong, and the fate that he and Luan Jing'er should have started a long time ago - that time he escaped a plane crash.

He remembered that Shang Huan seemed to tell him that the economy class seat he had booked that time was next to Luan Jing'er.

"Fate is a metaphysics, and it is better to come early than to come by coincidence. You see, many of my seven-year book fans have not grabbed the places, but you are famous, it is difficult to say that this is not due to fate. ”

After reading this paragraph, Qiu Yu was relieved again. At the same time, through words and letterheads, he seems to see Luan Jing'er's emotional inner world.

In it, it's not that there is no emotion at all, it's just that Luan Jing'er's perception is too slow, and these bits and pieces are hidden in hidden corners, making it difficult for Luan Jing'er to find out at once.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yu suddenly brightened up a lot.

Luan Jing'er wrote less than 800 words of a letter, but Qiu Yu read it all morning and couldn't put it down.

It's an amazing feeling. Qiu Yu himself knew very well that it was Luan Jing'er who wrote to him, but the content of the letter did not mention a thing they had experienced in reality, but in Qiu Yu's opinion, it was him and Luan Jing'er who wrote every stroke and every drawing.

Luan Jing'er wrote a letter to him without knowing it, and the letter he was about to send to Luan Jing'er was that he was very clear about who the recipient was, and then deliberately pretended to be every sentence written by netizens.

was finally willing to put down Luan Jing'er's handwritten letter, and Qiu Yu immediately received a call from Qiu Weixue.

"Brother, let me guess, how many times have you read the letter that Jing'er wrote to you?"

Listening to Qiu Weixue's complacency, Qiu Yu had reason to wonder if she had installed a camera in her office.

"If I hadn't gone to Jing'er's house yesterday to read the letter she wrote, and I also mailed it out with her, I wouldn't have known that you were hiding so deeply!" Qiu Weixue's complaints will only be late, and she will never be absent.

"I'll just say how there is an address that is very familiar, and it turns out that the recipient is you...... Brother, would you like to consider giving me hush money? Or I'll call Jing'er in the next second and tell her that you are deceiving her feelings, with ill intentions, the city government is quite deep, and her heart can be ......."

"That's enough." Qiu Yu stopped Qiu Weixue's increasingly excessive four-word words.

After being silent for a second, he asked Qiu Weixue what conditions he wanted.

"It's easy!" Qiu Weixue changed her aggressiveness just now, and said loudly: "You divide a few photos of Jing'er taken in Bincheng with me, and I will keep it secret for you, and then I will give you a hand-signed version of "It's Okay to Knock a Candy". ”

Yes, Qiu Yu knows. It's not that Qiu Weixue installed surveillance in his office, it's that Qiu Weixue is better than him and helps Song Cheng.

He only ordered Song Cheng's book search task when he came back from Bincheng, and it entered Qiu Weixue's ears within two days.

Pinching his eyebrows and sighing, Qiu Yu thought in his heart that this deal was not a loss, he gave Qiu Weixue a few copies, and in the end, he won the most.

Should go down to Qiu Weixue's words, Qiu Yu hung up the phone first.

Ending the call, Qiu Yu immediately sent Song Cheng in.

"Next time, you will be Qiu Weixue's assistant." Without a preface, Qiu Yu directly threw such a sentence to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng naturally knew why, so he lowered his head and didn't speak, looking like he had learned from the pain and regretted it.

He didn't want to say it, but it was a pity that he couldn't resist Qiu Weixue's threats every time, then coquettishness, and finally two more compliments, sugar-coated shells are simply not too easy. The most important thing is that Qiu Weixue plays a pitiful role every time, as if Song Cheng doesn't say it, she can cry in the next second.

The high and low offended a person, so Song Cheng had the mentality that he would be fired every time, offended Qiu Yu, and complied with Qiu Weixue.

Glancing at Song Cheng twice, Qiu Yu asked coldly, "Is everything done?" ”

Song Cheng hurriedly agreed: "Mr. Qiu, rest assured, some preparations are ready." ”

Should I say it or not, Song Cheng's efficiency is still very good.

"Prepare the car, ready to go." Qiu Yu gave Song Cheng another chance to make meritorious contributions.

Driving to the downstairs of Luan Jing'er's apartment, Qiu Yu asked Song Cheng to call Luan Jing'er with her new phone number and voice changer, informing her that there was a letter that needed to be signed.

Song Cheng called, and Qiu Yu listened on the side. After listening to several connected Didi tones, the phone was finally connected, and Luan Jing'er said a lazy "Hey" from the earpiece.

Qiu Yu knew that Luan Jing'er had just woken up.

motioned to Song Cheng to tell Luan Jing'er the words prepared in advance, and unexpectedly Qiu Yu heard Luan Jing'er's surprised "ah".

"Then you wait for me, I'll go downstairs right away." Luan Jing'er's voice gradually became clearer.

At this time, Qiu Yu also called Luan Jing'er and deliberately squeezed out the "courier" Song Cheng, saying that he wanted Luan Jing'er to have lunch together.

"Do you know Luan Jing'er? Here's a letter from her, or please help her sign for it, I'm in a hurry to send the next one. Song Cheng still carried the voice changer, cooperated with Qiu Yu's prior arrangement, and acted with him one by one.

Luan Jing'er, who was hurriedly changing her clothes on the other end of the phone, was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and before she could react, she heard that the courier on the phone had already handed over the letter to Qiu Yu by himself.

“…… Today's couriers are like this, slacking off on their work? Luan Jing'er couldn't help but ask.

Qiu Yu pretended to be confused, sighed, and said, "I don't know if this will happen." ”

"Hey, okay. But I'm bothering you. I'll go down right away and wait for me for two minutes! Luan Jing'er hurriedly thanked Qiu Yu, and then hurriedly ended the call.

She was so late yesterday that she forgot to set the schedule and forgot to make an appointment with Qiu Yu.

Cui Huang was in a hurry to let her send a new book, and Luan Jing'er was indeed the time for the annual new book. But inexplicably, in the first half of this year, she was suddenly very busy, and her writing ideas were intermittent, and it was almost the beginning of May, but she only wrote less than 100,000 words.

casually used a shark clip to fix her hair, Luan Jing'er grabbed another bag and hurried downstairs like an early shift.

Because she was in too much of a hurry, Luan Jinger didn't put on makeup today, only put on water lotion, sunscreen and isolation, and went out with a light lipstick.

But such casualness can show Luan Jinger's natural beauty.

The shark clip did not completely fix Luanjing'er's broken hair, so instead of showing Luanjing'er's mess, it had an indescribable idle and lazy beauty.

Behind the broken hair on his cheeks was a looming tear mole, which made Qiu Yu always want to get rid of that wisp of naughtiness and take a good look at the dark red that attracted his attention the most.

When Luan Jing'er doesn't deliberately curl her eyelashes, her small fan also has a little arc, slightly turning up a small hook, and with every blink of her eyes, Qiu Yu always feels that there are small typhoons blowing in her heart.

"You're looking good today." Qiu Yu finally couldn't hold back, and blurted out a compliment that he couldn't suppress for a long time.

Luan Jing'er was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then Yanran bent her eyes, "Thank you!" ”

"Here's for you." Qiu Yu unnaturally drifted his gaze, avoiding Luan Jing'er's dazzling smile.

The typhoon in his heart is already big enough, and if he looks at it any further, it will directly spread the sea.

Luan Jing'er took the letter and directly opened the outer bag in front of Qiu Yu without the slightest scruples.

Looking at the many sincere letters that Luan Jing'er had poured into his hand, Qiu Yu still overestimated himself. He thought he was good enough to act and didn't know anything, but the waves of the storm in his heart were forcing him to surrender.

“QL…… It was a letter from one of my book fans! Luan Jing'er saw the small print in the lower right corner of the envelope, and excitedly pointed to Qiu Yu, "Look, this is his ID." Huh? How does he know my real name? Can't I cover my vest anymore...... But he had only been paying attention to me for a short time. ”

Luan Jing'er showed Qiu Yu the envelope, looked at her and found that it was not written "Yimu Collection", but "Luan Jing'er Collection".

Qiu Yu followed Luan Jing'er's words and looked at the envelope, and suddenly felt a burst of regret in his heart.

Finished! He subconsciously wrote Luan Jing'er too easily, forgetting that QL only knew "Yimu", and he didn't know Luan Jing'er.

The time to fall off the horse came a little quickly, Qiu Yu said that he was not ready, what should I do?!